I shut my car door that is parked behind the black escalade.
I jog to the truck, open the door and get in.
Wes, who sits in the drivers seat, no longer wears the hood he has worn for who knows how long.
His head is turned away from me, his hands grip the steering wheel hard, and his body is rigid.
"You remember when you told me that at some point, something will come in my way and I will know exactly where to go?" I speak out to him. "This is that point, isn't it?"
After a long few moments of pure silence, his head turns towards me and I come face to face with him.
Trevor Lang looks right back at me.
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Sex, drugs, and Wes Gregory
RomanceNeither Macy or the entire school has really payed any attention to Wes gregory. He walks around school with his hood up. No one even knows what he looks like But one day Wes takes a certain interest in Macy. His non stop encounters and mysterious a...
